Everyone looked to see an older man dressed in a very nice, obviously expensive suit. 'What am I, chopped liver?' Came a voice from beside them. 'Don't cry, Daddy,' Rebecca said, wiping his eyes as they began to fall. They both unwrapped their arms to see that the man had unshed tears as he smiled at them both. I'm not as young as I use to be,' he chuckled. 'Daddy!' They both shouted as they stopped hugging Roslyn and ran towards the man, nearly knocking him over. 'We just love you both so much,' they heard Gordon, Rebecca's father, say from behind them. They both had always thought that it was pretty cool that they got two sets of parents. Each set of parents was like a second to each girl. Joni and Rebecca had spent all of high school and college as best friends. Soon they were joined by Joni, 'Yeah, Momma, don't cry,' she said. 'Momma, don't cry,' Rebecca said as she wrapped her mother in a hug. The girls looked at each other and rolled their eyes. Both girls were never really into wearing a ton of makeup so they had both done theirs simple and natural-looking. She had left her long blonde hair in its natural wave. Her lace-up heels wrapped around her long legs.

Joni wore a tight nude bodycon dress with a plunging neckline, wrap skirt with a cut out back. Her chocolate brown hair was styled in large curls that reached just to her chin. She wore simple stiletto heels that matched the dress. Rebecca wore a dusty pink lace sleeveless panel dress with a high neck. 'You both look so beautiful,' she looked at each of the girls from head to toe. 'I'm so proud of my girls,' she said, wiping a tear from her olive-green eyes. They both turned around to find Rebecca's mother, Roslyn, standing behind them with a huge smile. 'Right here,' came a female voice from behind them. 'I was saying where are our parents?' She looked around the open area that was filled with families congratulating their own graduates. Joni rolled her eyes and sighed, 'You never listen to me,' she popped her hip out and placed her hand on it. 'Huh? Um, yeah,' she answered her as she came back from her thoughts. Are you even listening to me?' Joni asked her with an impatient look on her face. Thankfully Joni loved her no matter how she looked or how much less money her parents had then her own. Rebecca's parents had never struggled financially when she was growing up, they just didn't own sixteen different companies, like Joni's father did. Rebecca never thought of herself as not pretty, she just wasn't overly beautiful like Joni. The girls were very different, but that never mattered to either of them. Joni, wanting to return the favor, had invited her in for dinner with her parents, who loved her and as they say, the rest was history. She helped her to a bench, wrapped her ankle, then drove Joni home. Joni had twisted her ankle pretty bad and Rebecca, being a nurse's daughter, had a small first aid kit in her purse that included a wrap. They had met at the mall when they ran into each other, literally. She truly was the definition of a best friend. She didn't act like she was too good for Rebecca though, and she had always shared everything with her. Joni was the typical beautiful, spoiled, rich girl. She loved Joni like a sister, but sometimes wondered how they had ever become friends when they were so different. She patted Joni's arm to let her know it was time to let go of her. Rebecca rolled her eyes before she realized she couldn't breathe as Joni continued her jumping around. She threw her arms around Rebecca and hugged her tight. 'I can't believe we did it!' Joni squealed as she started jumping up and down.

She laughed and shook her head at her over-dramatic ways that Rebecca couldn't live without, and waving and taking off into a light jog in the direction her friend was. She looked around before seeing her green-eyed, beautiful best friend since high school, Joni, waving frantically from under the tree they had deemed theirs on the first day of freshman year. She loved them and wouldn't change it for the world. She had made some friends not a lot, but it was about quality, not quantity. As she walked, she thought about the last six years and couldn't help but smile. She had told her parents to meet her there. She slid her diploma under her arm and walked to the spot underneath her favorite tree. Turning away from the crowd, she rushed for the exit trying to beat the others out. She was more than ready to get the rest of her life started. Rebecca smiled and hooted with her classmates in excitement. 'Congratulations Graduates!' The guest speaker said into the microphone as the crowd cheered.

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